It's super late but I've been procastinating :D
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Red - Chapter 1
Harry's POV~
It was Dark. I woke up to darkness. I turned around and say that it was 2 am. Damn, stupid Jetlag. I was so awake. I took out my brand new iPhone 5 and checked my Twitter. All the same stupid crap. Thousands of interactions and mentions. I really couldn't be bothered. I went to the trends and saw all the same stupid trends. And of course, #HaylorIsBullshit. Seriously, can't my fans acknowledge that I can love whoever I want and that I am old enough to make my own decisions? Obviously not.
I checked my messages and there was one from my sister, Gemma. It read: "Hey cupcake! Do you know where the Christmas decorations are?!" I chuckled. My sister was a true idiot. I replied back: "With your tampons. Hahahaha. Nah they're in the linen press behind all the photo albums!" I laughed at my own joke.
I got up and went out to the balcony. I was staying at my girlfriends place in LA. The whole city was still lit up. It astonished me all these big cities. It really is… I grew up in a small town, village really. Holmes Chapel was my home. WAS. My home is now London and the rest of the world, I don’t really go back there much.
I stumble back to my bed and try and sleep. No doubt that Taylor will wake me up at like 7 in the morning to do another adventurous adventure. But I love her. I really do. I don’t think that anything could get between us and honestly, I’ve never thought that I’ve loved anyone more.
***
“Haz, get up! We’re going to Universal Studios!” I heard Taylor and I immediately got up. I pulled on some boxers, because I was sleeping naked, and went out of the bedroom.
“Tay Tay? Where are you?” I call out to her, yawning slightly.
“Here, My Hazza! Are you tired?” She cooed.
“Yeah!” I say rubbing my eyes. “Didn’t sleep much, because of stupid Jetlag…”
“Oh, Harry!” She says wrapping her arms around me. “Maybe we should stay at home and you can sleep more, we don’t need to go!”
“No, Taylor, let’s go!” I say wrapping my arms around her and eskimo kissing her.
“Oh, Harry, I’ll get ready! We’ll grab breakfast on the go!” She says enthusiastically.
“Sure!” I say, rubbing my eyes again. I go back to my room and grab my towel before heading to the bathroom to have a shower. I walk into one of several bathrooms and quickly turn on the shower. It takes a while to heat up, so I quickly take off my boxers and use the toilet.
I hop into the shower and quickly wash myself. I wet my hair and put some shampoo through it. I rinse it all out and turn off the taps. I get out and quickly wrap a towel around my bottom half and grab another to dry my hair.
I walk down to my bedroom and quickly got dressed into some black jeans and a white v-collared shirt. I quickly shake my hair into place, also, and pull on my shoes. I run downstairs and make myself a cup of tea, knowing that Taylor will take a while.
“Tay, you ready love?” I shout out to her.
I hear a faint “Putting on lipstick, be down soon” and know that I have at least 15 minutes to spare. I just drain my mug, almost 2 minutes later and surprisingly Taylor is coming down the stairs. I quickly grab my blazer.
“Ready to go?” She says leaning in for a quick kiss.
“Yep!” I say a bit over enthusiastically.
***
We arrive to Universal Studios and it is COLD. Well not for me, this was just a few degrees warmer than back home in spring, but for Taylor, well she was shivering. We had just gone on a rollercoaster where we kissed during the middle of the loop-de-loop.
We went on a walk and we find this water tunnel thing.. I pull Taylor towards it, but she just doesn’t budge.
“Come on Taylor! I wanna go on this ride!” I say with a whining tone.
“No, I won’t.” She says sternly.
“Whatever…” I say walking off. I go on the ride and it is awesome. I get off it and go find Taylor. I find her talking to some guy called Josh.
“Hey babe. Ready to go?” I ask to her. “It’s freezing, we should go back home now…”
“Yeah…” She replied, turning her head to face me. “Bye Josh.”
“See you…” He replied.
We walked off and I noticed that Taylor was staring in the distance a lot. She was just acting well, strange. Taylor acted a bit like this a lot though. Impossible to read. She was a bit of a weird person when it came to reading her emotions. One second she was happy and bubbly, the next she was dark and gloomy. But it was all well. I loved her for being her.
We got in the car, me driving, and we didn’t talk. We got back and immediately went inside. I sat down in front of the television on my laptop while I watched “The Holiday”. Well don’t judge. When I’m bored I watch chic-flicks.
I was scrolling through Twitter and saw countless of boring crap. It was all the same usual boring crap. #HaylorIsBullshit this and #DirectionersHateTaylor that. It was boring.
I finished the movie and got up to make myself something to eat. Taylor was hidden off in some study somewhere and I was free to make whatever I wanted. I decided to make myself something to eat. I walked over to the cupboard and decided I’d make some pancakes.
I got out the flour, eggs, milk, sugar and utensils to make them. I whipped up the batter and cook them. I get out the nutella, icing sugar and strawberries and made two plates full of them smothered in Nutella, sprinkled with icing sugar and topped with the strawberries’.
I call out to Taylor for her mid-afternoon snack and she comes out of the recording studio to eat them. She tucks in without saying a word and I’m a third of the way through when my phone rings. It’s my Mum.
“Hey Mum!” I say picking up the phone.
“Hey Haz, I was wondering if you’re planning on coming over before Christmas.”
“Oh um, I’m not sure. Hang on.” And with that I put the phone down.
“Taylor, my mum’s on the phone and I was just confirming that it’s alright for me to go back home before Christmas, next week.”
“Harry, why should you need to run it through me? It’s fine. You need to see them. I’ll see mine at the same time.” Taylor replies.
“Okay…” I pick up the phone and tell my Mum that I’m coming next week. I put down the phone and finish my pancakes.
“Harry these are delicious. You should open up a Pancake parlour!” Taylor says while I finish my last mouthful.
“You’re full of it!” I say giggling.
“I’m telling the truth.” She says staring at me.
“Alright. You crazy nut!” I say putting the dishes in the sink. I clean up the bench and put everything back.
She’s gone up to her study and I’m back sitting down on my Mac. I message the boys on my iPhone and tell them I’ll be back in England next week sometime. Then I go play Temple Run. My Highscore is like 3 million.
I’ve just finished a game which I scored 1 million on when I hear Taylor.
“Harry, I’m coming with you to England!”
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CHAPTER 1
IS NOW UP :D
I was just reading Larry so don't balme me if this is shit :D
HAVE A GOOD WEEKEND MUNCHKINS.... I'll try write some more before Monday. But you will have an update of at least a filler by Tuesday night.
~LiamsDimples1/James
